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RESEÑA: Section.80, el álbum debut de Kendrick Lamar
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Vocals
THC
THC
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Axel Albert Morgan
Axel Albert Morgan
Songwriter
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
THC
THC
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer

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Gather 'round I'm glad everybody came out tonight As we stand on our neighborhood corner Know that this fire that's burning represents the passion you have Listen Keisha, Tammy, come up front I recognize all of you Every creed and color With that being said, fuck your ethnicity You understand that? We gon' talk about a lot of shit that concerns you, all of you Now everybody, throw your hands up high If you don't give a fuck, throw your hands up high Throw your hands up high (hands up high) Oh-ooh, oh Oh-ooh, oh Oh-ooh, oh Now I don't give a fuck if you Black, White, Asian, Hispanic, goddammit That don't mean shit to me Fuck your ethnicity, nigga Fire burning inside my eyes This the music that saved my life Y'all be calling it hip-hop, I be calling it hypnotize Yeah, hypnotize, trapped my body but freed my mind What the fuck is you fighting for? Ain't nobody gonna win that war My details be retail, man, I got so much in store Racism is still alive, yellow tape and colored lines Fuck that, nigga look at that line, it's so diverse They getting off work and they wanna see Kendrick Everybody can't drive Benz's, and I been there So it make it my business, to give 'em my full attention, ten-hut Man, I gotta get my wind up Man, gotta get down with God 'Cause I got my sins up Matter of fact, don't mistake me for no fucking rapper They sit backstage and hide behind the fucking cameras I mosh pit, had a microphone, I tossed it Had a brain, then I lost it I'm out of my mind, so don't you mind how much the cost is Penny for my thoughts Everybody, please hold up your wallets Yeah, man, I'm the mailman, can't you tell, man? Going postal, never freeze up when I approach you That's starstruck and roast you, oh my HiiPower Reporting live from Planet Terminator X I saw Martin Luther King with an AK-47 Now I don't give a fuck if you Black, White, Asian, Hispanic, goddammit That don't mean shit to me Fuck your ethnicity, nigga I'm tired of y'all 'Cause everybody lie to y'all Do you believe it? Recognize them false achievements It's treason and I'm Tylenol, I knock out when you knock it off Knock on the doors of opportunity, I'm too involved I'm no activist, I'm no Einstein before calculus I was kicking that Math dropping that science Like an alchemist, and I be kicking that ass Lyrically, I'm UFC, if a UFO had came for me I'ma come back with the head of an alien Don't alienate, my dreams get it right Get a life I got two That's a metaphor for the big shit I do, boy TMI, TSA, man, I'm fly, put wings on my back That a plane or angel? Both Like a pilot with a halo, whoa Gross I mean, I've seen so many things come through them, him, her, you I'm just a messenger, yeah, I know life's a bitch, get the best of her Put them 3's up, they notice that we up, HiiiPower And the power in the people and if they don't believe us They'll die Wizard Now I don't give a fuck if you Black, White, Asian, Hispanic, goddammit That don't mean shit to me Fuck your ethnicity, nigga
Writer(s): Kendrick Lamar, Axel Albert Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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